Chapter 60
The water is hot.

That is their footwashing water.

On weekdays, they would put rose essential oil, jasmine borneol, and arborvitae leaves in it when washing their feet, but today they didn't have any.

Even pretty girls' feet probably don't smell very good after a day of non-stop walking.

But now, the water is all prepared for Song Wanzhi.

Just for the sake of getting drenched in the face.

The water fell from the sky with a "squeak", and the saponin tree trembled, and the snow on it also trembled.

Xiaoye's eyes suddenly became fierce.

No one can bully her sister!
They are not worthy!Even if they knelt on the ground and wanted to kiss her sister's feet, they were not qualified!
Even though she is cute, but in her bones, she never hesitates to kill, whoever bullies, kill back!

Song Wanzhi is the same, but she is more gentle, because she kills a lot, and sometimes she feels frustrated.

So she didn't move, she waited for someone to come, she had heard the wind.

Hot water was poured over the leaves of the saponins, and then poured down on the two people who seemed to be stiff. Just when Xiao Ye was about to jump up, a person came, and she pulled Song Wanzhi and Xiao Ye out of the saponins tree Then, with a flick of the wide black sleeve, the rain immediately cleared and the clouds dispersed, and the boiling hot water was spread out and then retracted into her cage, and then fell to the ground with a "poof".

This is the ability of a martial artist in the "Knowing the Enemy Realm". She was dressed in black with a solemn expression. She looked coldly at the beautiful ladies with footbaths in the attic, and then said coldly, "Sleep!"

Those noble ladies stared at Song Wanzhi coldly and contemptuously, and then, under the majesty of the woman in black, reluctantly turned around and entered the room, and then closed the door with a "bang".

After all the lights in the attic were extinguished, the woman in black turned to Song Wanzhi and said, "I'm Leng San. If you need anything, you can call me."

Song Wanzhi nodded and thanked, "Thank you, Third Aunt Leng."

Leng Sanniang nodded, and looked at Song Wanzhi admiringly. Although she was not talented and did not have the blood of Rong Ziyue, this respect was better than those students who only knew that they came from their own backgrounds.

She glanced at Xiao Ye again, and seeing the little girl lowered her head, she turned and left.

But when she left, she didn't see that the little girl raised her head, and a bloodthirsty red light flashed in her eyes, like a huge beast in the dark that sucked human blood, looking down on those tiny creatures with a powerful posture.

Song Wanzhi stretched out his hand and held her gently.

The little girl's eyes gradually calmed down, and her eyes became dark and round again. She pouted and said in frustration, "I really wanted to kill someone just now."

Song Wanzhi patted her head, and said softly: "Actually, I am too, but you hold back, you are the same as me, Xiaoye."

The girl's voice was soft and slow, with infinite comforting power. The phrase "you are the same as me" instantly soothed the little girl's heart. She firmly held Song Wanzhi's hand, nodded and smiled Two deep dimples: "Yes, Xiao Ye held back."

Song Wanzhi held Xiao Ye's hand, and they entered the house together.

Their house is very simple, a bed, just enough to sleep two people, two thick quilts, a simple mirror next to it, a bookshelf, a table, two stools, and a shelf opposite the window, on which A pot of narcissus.

Very good, both of them feel that the environment is not bad.

Song Wanzhi and Xiao Ye discussed what they needed to prepare for tomorrow, and then prepared to rest.

(End of this chapter)

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